June 2011
“Imagination will often carry us to worlds that never were, but without it we go nowhere.”
—Carl Sagan (via quote-book)
Great Conversation.
- You say: It’s impossible.
- God says: All things are possible. (Luke 18:27)
- You say: I’m too tired.
- God says: I will give you rest. (Matthew 11:28-30)
- You say: Nobody really loves me.
- God says: I love you. (John 3:16 & John 13:34)
- You say: I can’t go on.
- God says: My grace is sufficient. (II Corinthians 12:9 & Psalms 91:15)
- You say: I can’t figure things out.
- God says: I will direct your steps. (Proverbs 3:5-6)
- You say: I can’t do it.
- God says: You can do all things. (Philippians 4:13)
- You say: I’m not able.
- God says: I am able. (II Corinthians 9:8)
- You say: It’s not worth it.
- God says: It will be worth it. (Romans 8:28)
- You say: I can’t forgive myself.
- God says: I FORGIVE YOU. (I John 1:9 & Romans 8:1)
- You say: I can’t manage.
- God says: I will supply all your needs. (Philippians 4:19)
- You say: I’m afraid.
- God says: I have not given you a spirit of fear. (II Timothy 1:7)
- You say: I’m always worried and frustrated.
- God says: Cast all your cares on ME. (I Peter 5:7)
- You say: I don’t have enough faith.
- God says: I’ve given everyone a measure of faith. (Romans 12:3)
- You say: I’m not smart enough.
- God says: I give you wisdom. (I Corinthians 1:30)
- You say: I feel all alone.
- God says: I will never leave you or forsake you. (Hebrews 13:5)
so I was gone for nearly 2 days.
I had to drive my aunt back home, as I said before I left.
construction was so bad, it took nearly twice as long, and it got really dark and the weather was bad so I stayed the night with my lovely friend, and we tie-dyed men’s briefs. and the next morning my car wouldn’t start, so I waited hours for the mechanic to arrive and then waited for it to be fixed. finally, I left at 1:30 pm. construction was a horrid mess, and I finally got home at 7 pm. passed out. baseball games all day, and then my “brother”(aka worthless psychotic piece of shit whom I do not claim), and his worthless psychotic piece of shit crack-whore wife, tried to gang beat my 16 year old baby brother, because worthless piece of shit broke the washing machine and my baby brother asked for help and he went psycho, followed him up stairs, tackled him, got him on his stomach in a headlock and tried to choke him out, whilst his crack whore wife held my 9 month old nephew and repeatedly punched my little brother in the back of the head, then my brother got away, went out side and called the cops, and shit head screaming at him ” you’re fucking gay, you’re a piece of shit, you go to (name of school), you’re fucking stupid, you’re worthless, you play sports, you’re a goody-goody, blah blah blah, I’m going to beat the shit out of you” and so on, whilst my brother called the cops and then called my mother (mother and I had just gotten to town to run errands, and had to turn around. got to my house, two cops, baby brother was crying out of frustration, crack whore was screaming at him, the two pieces of shit lied to the cops and made it sound like they were the victims. my baby brother is a taurus. sweetest, most kind, polite, considerate, caring, silly, hilarious, most adorable, handsome 16 year old you WILL EVER meet. never picks fights, he’s never mean, never confrontational, sweet, lovable, loving, funtobearound, amazing, child. REALLY? FUCKING REALLY? so the cops make them leave the premises for 24 hours. so they are staying at my mum’s hotel for the night. baby brother has 3 baseball games tomorrow. poor thing. ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS. THEY TRIED TO GANG BEAT MY SWEET BABY BROTHER FOR NO REASON. I SWEAR TO GOD, AS MY WITNESS, IF THEY SAY ANYTHING, OR TRY TO TOUCH HIM, OR EVEN LOOK AT MY BABY BROTHER AGAIN, I WILL FUCKING TEAR THEM APART. WITH MY FUCKING BARE HANDS. I WILL BREAK THAT CUNT’S NECK, AND SHOVE IT UP HER SLOPPY TWAT, AND FUCKING RIP HIS DICK OFF AND CRAM IT DOWN HIS THROAT. I SWEAR.
my poor baby brother. families are supposed to be loving, and caring, and supportive, and encouraging, not lousy, filthy, terrible, pieces of fucking shit. those two shit faces, need severe mental help. they are psychotic, you have no idea.
so I took my baby brother to his friend’s house for the night, hugged him tightly and went home to do his laundry, and then delivered it and sent him to bed. I wish I could have been here, but the shit faces wouldn’t have done anything if I was, because they know I would have fucking killed them. so, I am really looking forward to when those cunts come back tomorrow, and see how sheepish, and fucking cowardly they are, and we’ll fucking see how this goes down.
p.s. they are getting kicked out asap. I wish I could kill them without going to jail. I swear to God I would.
messages anyone?
I miss you all so much.
